Wally Darling

Generations: 1.ª Generación. El ángel de otro mundo. Tras la destrucción de su planeta natal a manos del emperador de la galaxia, Oliver, Max y Gouten se ven obligados a buscar refugio en la Tierra, esperando encontrar paz y una vida tranquila. Pero todo cambia cuando conocen a Baldur, y los deseos de venganza comienzan a despertar en Max. Acompaña a Oliver y Gouten en un viaje lleno de desafíos, enfrentamientos contra villanos sorprendentes y el despertar de la verdadera naturaleza de un ser divino, que representa la pureza y marca el comienzo de un nuevo universo. Nota del autor: Espero que esta historia te encante y te traiga recuerdos, sensaciones y emociones vividas en otras obras, así como nuevas experiencias que puedas disfrutar. Y si aún no has vivido esas sensaciones, te invito a darle una oportunidad a esta historia.

"Hay lugares que no se encuentran en los mapas, sino en las cicatrices del alma." Lucía Darling, una joven paisajista con una sensibilidad poco común, acepta un trabajo en el Parque Romántico de Arkadia, un santuario natural escondido en el corazón de Polonia. Pero tras el follaje, las ruinas y los lagos quietos... algo la llama. En sus sueños, ecos de un amor que no recuerda. En los reflejos, una sombra que la observa. Y entre las grietas del tiempo, él. Un alma inmortal, condenado a vagar por los siglos, llevando en su pecho la corona de espinas de un amor imposible. Entre ellos, no hay espacio ni lógica. Solo la eternidad, el dolor, y un pasado que no ha terminado de morir. "La huella de tu perfume" es una historia sobre la reencarnación, el destino, y la belleza trágica de amar a alguien que pertenece al otro lado del velo.

You think this is just another love story with a villain twist? Oh, darling... no. This is the kind of pain that doesn’t heal, even when the legend ends." There once was a legend. A woman who commanded the battlefield like a storm. Feared. Worshipped. Unstoppable. Her enemy? The Demon King—ruthless, cold, and sworn to destroy her. But legends lie. And the truth? The truth was buried with her. 100 years later, I wake up. No memories. Just a scar on my neck… and a feeling in my bones that I was never meant to be ordinary. They told me it was trauma. That I was injured, that's why I have a big scar on my neck But then I saw.... him on the street. The boy with the eyes of a war I couldn’t name. I knew him... I think He didn’t know me. But my past did. And it came for me. Because the monster I’m running from… isn’t just someone. It’s me. And the deeper I go, the more I realize: Some legends are not meant to return. But I already have. I must fight against my own past—the monster I once was. And my past is waiting. Cover Visuals edited by me — base images originally from Freepik.com.

Once cast aside, now desired by all. Spring Kaine was the forgotten girl. Betrayed by her family, bullied, framed, and expelled from three elite schools by a fake heiress, Rose, she was exiled to Noxshade Academy, where the supernatural elites, werewolves, vampires, elves, witches, fae and demons ruled, and powerless outcasts like her were mocked. But when the academy’s golden tyrant, Lucien, humiliates her, something inside her snaps. Spring is no longer just a girl—she's the reincarnation of a betrayed, cunning werewolf princess with a thirst for dominance and this time, she won’t be silent. With a smirk, she topples Lucien’s pride and stuns the academy by boldly kissing Alpha Storm, the coldest of the four werewolf heirs. What begins as petty revenge turns into something far greater. When her wolf awakens beneath the Blood Moon, the matebond links her to five powerful Alphas as their mate—cold Storm, wild Jace, gentle Tyrion, and ruthless Kael. But fate plays its cruellest card when the final mate bond forms with Lucien, the very bully who tried to break her. Her presence shifts the tides—icy Alphas thaw, rivals yield, and even professors fall into her orbit in a deadly game of desire, destiny, and vengeance. Now, even her estranged brothers return—repentant for choosing Rose over her, devoted, and become overprotective titans ready to destroy anyone who dares hurt her again. As secrets of stolen bloodline, false heirs, a vengeful princess, a dangerous concubine, an old nemesis and a forgotten throne all threaten to pull her down, Spring rises. The girl they discarded has become everyone’s darling—adored, pampered, feared, and cherished. Five Possessive Alphas. One soul. And a girl the world refused to let go.

She inadvertently became the focus of a high-powered magnate from the Gu Corporation, earning the title of his exclusive darling. When word reached him that someone had invited his beloved to watch a movie, his immediate command was to purchase every cinema in the city and close them for "urgent maintenance"—effectively ensuring no one else could court his lady in such a manner. Upon hearing that a love letter had been sent to his young mistress, he demanded, "Bring it to me at once!" Struggling with the idea of writing a love letter himself, he was eager to find inspiration, ready to emulate any expression that captured the essence of his feelings. Her tranquil life was abruptly disrupted by his domineering ways, stirring up waves of drama. In his eyes, which regarded everything else as insignificant, only she had a place. He was resolved to devote himself to her completely. When a stubborn young lady meets a persistent big-shot determined to repay a perceived debt of gratitude, where will her heart ultimately lead her?

He was a man of immense power and striking beauty, nobly aloof and coldly proud. One day, a bodyguard reported, "Young Master, the Young Mistress has been falsely accused of meddling in someone else's relationship!" "Expose the video of the other party breaking the hidden rules." "Young Master, the Young Mistress has run away from home!" "Pack up immediately, I'm going with her." "Young Master, the Young Mistress has gone to a matchmaking event!" The man was furious, seizing her cheeks in his hand, "Still daring to go on blind dates?" 【After Marriage】Qiao An propped her chin with her hand, gazing at the handsome man in the apron, her voice languid, "Husband~ Is there anything you can't do?" The man's slender fingers fed her the peeled shrimp, "Yes, I can't leave you." 【Little Bun】 After being disciplined by dad's family law, little Bun's eyes brimmed with tears, "Mommy, am I still your Baobei? The kind that you can't bear to scold when I make a mistake, the kind you soften and hug me?" (Heartwarming Petting)

What to do when you find yourself transformed into the vicious female supporting character in a family that dotes on the group pet? Of course, it's to keep away from the protagonist, She's practically the darling of the heavens, with a protagonist halo so strong even a dog would fall for her. Hiss, Bai Zhi said, "Can't compete, can't compete, cherish life, stay away from the protagonist." All she wanted was to quietly make some small money and live freely, but— Group pet with tearful eyes, "Sister, come back, I'll let you have our brother." Bai Zhi, "..." No need, I refuse. Group pet with an overflowing Mother Teresa complex, "This was all my fault; please, don't blame my sister!" Bai Zhi, "..." Look at this white lotus script; hey! Where's my knife? — Even more fantastic was when that baby-faced weak little brother suddenly appeared midway and transformed into a boss! Bai Zhi, "???" A new book has started; the Film Emperor's daughter is hibernating again. There are new book activities, sweet, sweet, sweet

It was said that the young lady from the Chi family, who was raised in the countryside and didn't even finish her sophomore year of high school, was brought back home. People were looking forward to seeing her become a laughingstock. Unexpectedly— Why did the grandchildren and sons of Kyoto's top prestigious families eagerly join the same class as Chi Gui? Why did a world-renowned medical expert converse so kindly and familiarly with Chi Gui? And then there's the ruthless, unapproachable prince of the Fu family, whose demeanor did a complete 180, showing off Chi Gui daily in chat groups? Others: "My girlfriend cooks well!" "My darling plays the piano well!" Fu Si: "My wife excels at dissecting corpses." Crowd: … Chi Gui: … These people are so annoying. [A steel-hard, candid major boss lady X refined but flirty business tycoon]

``` La venganza es lo único que ella desea después de conocer la verdad. Sin embargo, ¿puede la venganza satisfacerla? Vengarse del hombre y la mujer que la traicionaron en su vida pasada no vale la pena. —Espera, ¿dónde estoy? ¿Qué es este lugar? —pregunta ella. —Este es tu espacio y yo soy tu guardián —un niño pequeño respondió. Con este espacio, ella ascendió en esta vida. Al mismo tiempo, alguien le tomó la mano y dijo que la ayudaría. Para proteger lo que necesita proteger. ...... —¿No quieres vengarte de ellos? —el hombre. —No. No lo merecen. Pero si buscan la muerte, no me importa darles unas lecciones —la mujer. —Bien. Entonces puedes concentrarte en mí —el hombre. —... —la mujer. ***El desarrollo de esta historia es muy lento. ***La imagen de portada de esta novela no es mía. Solo la edité. Todo el crédito es para el artista que la dibujó. ***El inglés es mi segundo idioma. Lo siento, lo siento si tienes dificultades para leer mi novela. Si ese es el caso, esta novela no es para ti. ```

Lottie Hayes died a fool—betrayed, discarded, and crushed by her perfect sister, Evelyn. But fate gives her a second chance: she wakes up ten years earlier, in her fifteen-year-old body, with every painful memory intact. This time, Lottie won’t just survive—she’ll shine. While Evelyn weaves her lies, Lottie flips the script: melting hearts, rallying allies, charming once-cold family, and turning enemies into die-hard protectors. One by one, the people who ignored her now fight to stand by her side. As love, loyalty, and revenge collide, Lottie’s not just back for payback—she’s back to become everyone’s darling. A deliciously addictive tale of rebirth, revenge, and a heroine the world can’t help but love.

Burdened by the crushing debt of his parents, Lex never imagined a life beyond endless work and grief. But fate had other plans. One fateful day, an accident ends his mundane existence—only to thrust him into a world of fantasy. Reincarnated as a side character doomed to fail, Lex now inhabits the body of a so-called teacher—a fraud with no real skills, destined for disgrace. Standing at a crossroads, he faces a choice: follow the canon and flee from his inevitable downfall, or defy fate and carve his own path. Just as he considers running… a voice calls out. [Need some help?] Grasping the talent that his predecessor never realized he had, Adrian decided to defy his fate and become a true Runesmith. However, he never expected that once he would start on the path of becoming a Runesmith, he would start gaining so many connections. [Ding!] [Cross-dimension group chat has been activated!] [Hero of World Nebula: Old man, when can I get my sword done?] [The untamed witch: When will you help me with my staff?] [The obsessed one: Darling, when will you do me-I mean, when will you do something about my blades?] ....what the heck is all this? °°°°°°°°° A/N:- Read the first few chapters, before deciding to drop it. English won't be perfect, but it will be readable. Additional tags: Cross-world group chat, possessive characters, sudden strength gain, overpowered MC, broken engagement.

It's simple. A vengeful wildfire of a woman. A tyrant who begs to be burned. When Aria crashes into Kael’s empire, hellbent on making him pay for taking her job away, she’s met not with defiance—but a dare. “You want revenge?” he taunts, voice dripping with dark invitation. “Then ruin me. Take your pound of flesh exactly where it hurts.” His proposition is a trap laced with sin: As expected he calls the shots in his bed, her contempt is his twisted aphrodisiac. “Hate me until your hands shake,” he growls. “But do it on top of me, where I can watch you savor every cut.” Their arrangement is a collision of dominance and delirium. Aria wields her fury like a blade, determined to break him. Kael? He thrives under her wrath, goading her darker, deeper, hungrier. But vengeance turns slippery when every insult she hisses ignites his obsession, and every cold glare melts into bruising kisses. Soon, the bed becomes a battleground—her nails carving victory into his skin, his whispers a serpent’s promise: “Chain me with your rage, darling. I’ll still come back for more." The rules are simple: No mercy. No surrender. But as their games spiral into something ravenous, who’s destroying whom? And when hatred burns this hot, what’s left when the ashes cool?

I wasn’t supposed to be here. Not in this fallen temple. Not in this broken life. Reborn as a false priest, a lie draped in worn robes, praying to gods who had long forgotten me. This place was my prison. My exile. A tomb for a soul who had no right to hope. Then he appeared. A filthy man, reeking of sweat and something darker, something intoxicating. His eyes gleamed with wild fire, and a crooked smile tugged at his lips like he knew every secret I tried to hide. He sauntered in, voice low and teasing. "Well, well, what do we have here? A little lost lamb in a den of shadows?"He asked. "I am the last priest this temple has."I said. He laughed, a slow, sultry sound that sent shivers down my spine. "False priest, true sinner. You’re far too serious for a place like this." His gaze lingered a moment too long, the heat in his eyes promising danger and delight. "I’m not supposed to fall. Not supposed to want."I said. He stepped closer, breath warm against my ear. "Oh, but darling, temptation is the sweetest kind of prayer."He grinned. And just like that, my quiet exile shattered, torn apart by a demon’s obsession. A seduction incubus who wasn’t afraid to play with fire… and power me in ways I never expected.

Regret soon consumed Ace after the divorce. He never expected that his boring ex-wife would move on overnight, and be living her best life. Not only did a young heir of an influential family claim to be her underling, but a famous celebrity confessed to being her fan as well. Even one of the wealthiest people in the country referred to her as their senior. “I don't care how strong your background is, Joanna Pierce. I'll make sure to tear down your walls!” With that, the second son of the Moran family set out to protect the woman in secret. Ace: "My ex-wife is so fragile that she can't even stand on her own two feet, you mustn't take advantage of her." To which everyone replied, "Who would dare to mess with her? She'd rip our heads off if we ever get into a minor disagreement!' Ace : "My ex-wife is far too naive, you shouldn't toy with her feelings" And yet people would say, "I’m sorry? We've never seen a naive woman act so unapologetically!' Ace: "Come, darling. Let me introduce you to this powerful figure!" To which the powerful figure responded with a deep bow, "No, no, she's the boss around these parts!” Since then, Ace has had to live a double life. He was an almighty CEO during the day, but come night time,he'd be sobbing on his knees, hoping to win Joanna's heart back.

Tropes: Cold-to-Obsessed ML · Transformation Arc · Secrets & Lies · Enemies-to-Lovers ongoing serial New episode (chapter) drops daily! He gave her the divorce… She took his empire. Lianna Serein married Kian Vale out of duty… an invisible wife in a loveless arrangement. Three years of cold dinners, separate beds, and silent nights left her a ghost in his life. When Kian finally signs the papers to free himself, he expects nothing more than a quiet exit. He never reads the fine print. At the stroke of his pen, Lianna activates the clause her late mother embedded deep in their marriage contract… half of Vale Corporation…including every share, asset, and pre-marital holding…now belongs to the Serein partner upon divorce. Suddenly, the woman he dismissed as weak emerges as a ruthless force of nature. Now she’s CEO of her own brand, a media darling, and a billionaire in her own right. She reinvents herself in scarlet heels and tailored power suits… waging a quiet war from penthouse boardrooms to glittering galas. All the while, Kian watches from across his kingdom, his icy composure cracking into obsession… and regret. With old alliances crumbling and new rivals emerging… Kian’s cold fiancée Cassandra, Lianna’s shadowy lawyer Juno Thorne, and a cutthroat investor who’s more than he seems… no one is safe. She’s no longer his wife… She’s his greatest threat. And this time? She will not be silenced.

After a few moment we were in the main building of Reaper corporation and I was coincidentally standing in front of his office. My heart was beating fast and I was having cold sweat. The nervous feeling arose every second that past. My chest was burning. Even though many things were certainly new to me and was not familiar I pushed his door to office. "Pardon me." I said His brown deep yet light eyes gazed upon me. My body froze. It was like time has stopped. He is hot... Hotter in these half open shirt and a just little longer than shorts pants rather than in his suite. Our eyes were locked and the tension was filling the air. We had nothing to say. **** Lia Roseberry the one of the female CEO's who doesn't have a husband even if she is in her 20's well, let's say she doesn't want a husband. That day when the file along with the sum of money that she would get from the deal with the CEO of Reaper company landed on her desk she couldn't help but grin. Of course the money is hers. But the deal? She have to convince the coldest hot guy in the world of rich, Noah Reaper. But who was knowing that the hot and rude man she was negotiating with has a special eye for her.

In a world ruled by superpowered heroes and twisted villains, I—Michael Sean—play the role of an E-rank student with a "pathetic" teleport ability at Hero Academy. But that’s the lie. I’m Unknown—the underground's most feared rising villain. The mastermind behind deadly missions. The man wanted by every hero council in the world. And yet… I’m surrounded by **beautiful, powerful, and dangerously naughty women— Each one a walking SSS+ bombshell. Each one hopelessly obsessed with me. --- Sarah – Hero Academy's top student. Cold on the surface, but beneath that ice is a girl begging to be dominated. She’s the daughter of one of the heros I am going to have revenge on… and also my girlfriend. Poison Ivy – My second-in-command in the villain syndicate. Twisted, toxic, and will literally kill anyone who tries to take her place in my bed. Electric Girl – Sarah’s wild best friend. She wants me... even if it means betraying her own team. And more to come… --- I’m not just building a harem. I’m building an empire. By day, I pretend to be shy, gloomy, harmless. By night, I’m the reason their thighs tremble and cities burn. But with every kiss… every touch… every moan… I’m getting closer to my true goal— > REVENGE. Because one of the hero who is a likely suspect of the one that killed my parents sits on the throne of justice… And his daughter calls me “darling.” --- Genres: Smut · Action · Romance · Villain MC · Reverse Morality · Harem · Academy · Superpowers · Psychological Tags: Yandere · Possessive Females · Dominant MC · Secret Identity · Betrayal · Public Innocence, Private Madness · Forbidden Romance · Revenge Plot · NSFW Scenes · 18+ --- Warning: This novel contains explicit scenes, morally gray characters, and women who don’t just fight crime… they beg for punishment.

My lips were tightly shut. My expression—blank. As if I didn’t understand the meaning behind his gaze, now sharper than ever. His fingers traced slowly along my jawline. The motion was calm. Measured. Too careful to be called affectionate. “So naive,” he whispered, barely audible. “Your breath... unchanged. Even your heartbeat is steady.” He leaned in. His lips brushed the skin beneath my ear—warm, but not seductive. A mere distraction. “These eyes... don’t lie. But they’re not completely honest either, are they?” His left hand slid to my back, tracing down my shoulder blades, then lower—to my waist. And stopped. Still. As if checking something. “Do you realize...” he continued, his voice soft yet piercing, “...of all the people who’ve seen my darkest side... you’re the only one who didn’t run.” I stayed silent. Just blinked once more, then gave a faint smile. “And why would I run?” My voice was light. Playful. I even let out a small laugh, more like a sigh. He didn’t laugh back. His gaze remained deep. His hand still touched my cheek—cold, scented with metal and leather. And then I... ...smiled. Genuinely. I leaned up slightly, raised his face gently with both hands, and kissed his cheek. The kiss left no mark, just a soft sound: chu — sweet, innocent. Almost like a child trying to show love. “Oh! You must be tired,” I said lightly. “I only made fish soup tonight, but the cuts are... kind of a mess.” I tugged gently at the hem of his shirt—playful, affectionate. Pulling him to hover directly over me. I slowly lay back on the bed, though my feet still touched the floor. My gaze never left him—looking up from the most vulnerable position. “But don’t ask why the cuts turned out so ugly,” I added with a small giggle. “Because earlier, the knife—” “The knife?” He interrupted. Flat voice. I nodded slowly, my eyes still bright. “Yeah, it’s so heavy! Where did you even buy it? Sharp, scary... but cool. Like... the kind used by a serial killer! Hehe~” For a few seconds, his expression shifted. Not angry. Not bothered. But... something changed. As if his mind had just collided with a memory that should’ve stayed locked away. Then, still calm, he said: “Don’t use that knife again. You could get hurt.” His fingers slipped into my hair—gentle, yet cold. “Tomorrow, I’ll give you a new one. Something that suits your hands better.” Then his lips lowered again. To my neck. At first, it tickled. But it quickly turned into something deeper than clumsy affection. Our breathing grew uneven. His body pressed heavily over mine, making the bed creak with every move.

Hazel ha pasado la mayor parte de su vida siendo molestada y acosada por los trillizos, ricos y apuestos futuros Alfas de la manada Emberfang, Lucas, Liam y Levi Sullivan. 'Adoptada' por el Alfa y Luna, Hazel trabaja como sirvienta interna y está sometida a su tortura diaria. Como tal, Hazel no desea nada más que abandonar la manada Emberfang una vez que cumpla 18 años y pague su deuda. Solo que nunca esperó encontrar a su pareja destinada en sus atormentadores: los Trillizos Sullivan. Los tres. Atrapada entre el vínculo de pareja que constantemente la atrae hacia los tres apuestos alfas y el trauma de su acoso pasado, Hazel debe tomar una decisión. ¿Dejará atrás el dolor y el trauma para darles una oportunidad a los trillizos? ¿O se alejará para siempre de la manada Emberfang y de sus parejas destinadas?

Nathan Joy: I felt like she was nothing but a dream until I met her again. Amelia Rose, the one who drove me crazy for the past 8 years, she- was my doom. My true colours were carefully cascaded behind these papers, the letters I write for her, but can never get myself to send it through. So, until she finds these letters, which I hope she never does, I shall pursue her. For I, am hopelessly in love. So, my lady fairy, stay by my side, will you? Amelia Rose: My black and white circle of life had a fresh splash of pastel, when I met him. Doctor Nathan Joy, who I presumed to be someone just as bland as the men I had seen before, surprised me with daisies. This was the first time I had received something other than roses and tulips. My curiosity got the better of me. I wanted to know more about him. For the first time in my life, I felt I had finally found someone,so different. Someone who slowly coloured every second of my life. I shall purusue him, with full force! Though, ofcourse, I am still afraid. So darling, can I fall for you?

Year 1540 Nicole is a lowly human from the mainland trying to make ends meet as she would often paint for middle and high-class people sometimes even Purebloods which was rare in her case. She receives little money which doesn’t financially support her living. Until one day she received an invitation from the Snow Kingdom to paint the great Lord Jasper Gervassius. She reaches the kingdom and Meets Lord Jasper in the hopes of making a big income she receives more than what she bargains for. ---------------------------------- Teaser: Jasper placed both of his hands on either side of Nicole's head trapping her with his body. He stared down at her looking at his sweet innocent lamb, he couldn't help but smile at her widely. Her doe-like eyes staring back at him only made him want to devour her "Why do you play these games with me darling you know I don't like it. I think you forgot who you're dealing with." He leaned down against her lips slightly flicking his tongue in her mouth making her crave for more."My Quahneah Woman" Nicole gasped in shock as she wondered how he knew her tribe's name. Before she could say another Jasper had cupped her cheek softly placing his lips on hers and kissing her softly as he slowly removed his hands against the wall. He was wrapping his arms around her waist bringing her body closer to his as there was no space between them. As they continued Nicole started to become breathless pulling herself back to breathe, she couldn't help but look up to see Jasper looking at her with a smile that was Duchenne. His purple orbs looked into her seeing the love and adorn affection he was showing her.  "Jasper I have a question to ask you" Jasper hummed waiting for her question" What are we going to do about the tirade ." Jasper's smile suddenly became sinister as he narrowed his eyes "Why don't you leave that to me, darling."

In a world devastated by an unforgiving apocalypse, Qing Xia struggles against a life filled with despair. Surrounded by the suffocating remnants of society—polluted air, barren land, and the haunted expressions of humanity—he often envies those who have found peace in death, escaping the relentless suffering of existence. Yet, the memory of his family's sacrifice fuels his determination to endure, making him one of the last survivors in a landscape of desolation. But fate has other plans. During a routine mission, Qing Xia’s life abruptly ends, or so he believes. To his shock, he awakens reborn as an idol on the brink of obscurity, a mere shadow in a vibrant world. Eager for a second chance, he seeks solace in a newfound identity, yearning for a life filled with simple pleasures. However, tranquility slips through his fingers as he is thrust into an unexpected chaos—a variety show that pulls him into the heart of danger, where secret agents, ruthless hitmen, and shadowy figures lurk. With every step, the weight of his dreams collides with a reality he never wished to face. As he grapples with relentless uncertainty, Sian realizes that the struggle for peace may lead him deeper into turmoil. In this haunting journey, can he carve out a destiny in a world that seems determined to tear him apart? The winds of fate do not blow as one wishes, and with shadows closing in, every moment counts. ---------------------------- Black box: Someone: "Darling, help me deal with these people." Sian: "Stay away from me. I have nothing to do with you or them." Someone, with fake tears: "Darling, I’m hurt. Come kiss me here, and the pain will go away." Sian, holding a military knife: "Does it hurt there? How about I just cut it off for you?" Someone, stripping Sian’s clothes: "Darling, you look so beautiful when you’re angry. I can’t take it anymore." Sian: "Go to hell! Ah—ahh! Stop it—stop! That hurts! Quit biting me, you damn dog!" --------------------------------------- COVER by my Sensei : Aurimas_Pazikas ---------------------------------------     Dear readers, welcome to an exciting adventure! This is a captivating BL novel filled with +18 scenes that add a spark of joy and love and some sadness. If you’re open to exploring vibrant stories and vibrant connections, dive right in to accompany our Angel, the MC " Sian," on his journey in this new world.

Seduction is power. And power always has a price. Veilborne Academy promises prestige, mastery of the arcane, and a path to greatness. But beneath its ancient halls lies a truth soaked in blood and madness. When Cid—a cold, cunning first-year with a dark past and darker desires—arrives at the Academy, he isn’t just another student. He’s a devourer. A soul without limits. A flaw in the system. As classmates vanish, monsters stir, and seductive alliances twist into obsession, Cid finds himself hunted—not by beasts, but by something buried beneath the school itself. An ancient god. A hunger too vast to name. Iris, the beautiful and dangerously obsessed girl next to him, knows more than she admits. Teachers whisper lies behind soft smiles. The deeper Cid digs, the clearer it becomes: the Academy was never a sanctuary. It was a seal. And the world is a heartbeat away from being swallowed whole. In a place where sex, sorcery, and survival blur into one, Cid must decide—will he fight the god in the dark? Or become it?

One last chance. One broken world. One immortal reborn.

Shen QingShu, 22, died in an accident. His biggest regret before his death was that he’d been single all his life. He obviously wasn’t a monk, but he’d never eaten meat. Then, when he opened his eyes, he saw a handsome, self-assured man standing before him. The handsome man parted his thin lips slightly and asked, “Wanna have a one-night stand?” Shen QingShu didn’t hesitate at all. “Let’s do it! Twice!” The next morning, Shen QingShu woke up aching all over. Only then did he discover he’d transmigrated into a book. The handsome guy beside him who’d gone two rounds with him was the protagonist gong, Han Cheng, the second son of the Han Group. And the original owner of this body was just a disliked, death-seeking cannon fodder. Shen QingShu: …Well, this is f*cking awkward. But Shen QingShu didn’t panic. Anyway, he was just a cannon fodder. He figured they’d part in a few days He knew he was a tool man, a character who only existed to develop the plot. -Half a year later- Shen QingShu looked at the man next to him and wondered: It’s been more than six months. Why hasn’t he left already? Until the day he saw the protagonist shou and Han Cheng meet by accident. Tool man Shen QingShu immediately felt the call of duty. Eyes shining, he prepared to push the plot forward. “Don’t come looking for me in the future.” Shen QingShu was extremely self-aware. Han Cheng was shocked. “Why? Do you have feelings for someone else? Who is it?” Shen QingShu: … Darling, this reaction isn’t quite right. “I don’t accept this,” Han Cheng said, furious. “One day as husband and wife means a hundred days of grace. Can you even calculate how much grace we have?” Shen QingShu: … No, wait, what are you talking about? It’s not like I’m your wife. I’m just a tool man, and it’s time for me to go offline! However, Shen QingShu found that not only did the protagonist gong refuse to let him go offline, he was going to make him his bride! Shen QingShu: I’m crying. By Lin Ang Si

At the airport, a swarm of reporters rushed toward a woman in glasses, cameras flashing and mics pointed her way. “Miss, what do you have to say about your divorce?” one reporter shouted. The woman casually shrugged, took the nearest mic from a reporter, and said with a cool smile, “Well, it was boring. My husband was cheap, so I dumped him.” Gasps rippled through the crowd. The reporters stared, stunned. “But Miss, we’ve just learned your husband is planning to marry another woman!” another reporter exclaimed. The woman leaned in slightly, her tone nonchalant. “Well, I don’t care.” Suddenly, a strong pair of arms wrapped around her waist from behind. A deep voice followed: “Well, I care, darling.” The reporters recoiled, dramatically covering their noses. “Ewww!” The man narrowed his eyes at them. “What’s your problem?”

Layla Rosenzweig wurde in eine der reichsten Familien des Landes hineingeboren, doch ihre wahre Identität wurde ihr bei ihrer Geburt von der Geliebten ihres Vaters genommen. Sie ist gezwungen, als uneheliche Tochter der Familie Rosenzweig zu leben. Alle behandeln sie wie eine Außenseiterin in ihrem eigenen Haus. "Das ist meins. Das gehört mir. Eigentlich gehört alles mir", sagt Laylas Halbschwester zu ihr. Alles, was Layla gehörte, geht an ihre Halbschwester, einschließlich ihres Freundes. Dann wird sie gezwungen, den skrupellosen Onkel ihres Ex-Freundes zu heiraten, Lucius De Salvo, den furchterregendsten Mann des Landes. Lucius De Salvo ist bekannt für seine rücksichtslose Art, seine Arbeit zu erledigen. Sein Name reicht aus, um den Menschen Angst zu machen. Man sagt, er sei ein Mann ohne jegliche Gefühle. Er findet Gefallen an den Schmerzen und dem Elend der Menschen. Er liebt es, diejenigen zu quälen, die ihm in die Quere kommen. Aber warum ist er so lieb zu Layla? Oder ist das nur ein Vorwand? "Bist du bereit für die Hochzeitsnacht, Darling?" fragte Lucius. "Ich habe dich schon lange begehrt." "Was?" Layla war schockiert. "Warum solltest du?" "Weil du Layla Rosenzweig bist. Die Frau, die ich mag." Mit diesen Worten eroberte er ihren Mund für einen leidenschaftlichen Kuss. ~~~~~ Folge mir auf Instagram: rayoflight_pcy

Meredith, or Edith for short, woke up in chains, a slave to be auctioned off to the highest bidder. But things took a turn, and she managed to escape that burning fate. But little did she know that fate had other plans for her. Although she escaped the burning auction house, she was saved by the most unlikely person. One whom she had been warned from childhood to avoid, and if any by chance she ever crosses paths with, she should flee. King Davion Ashbourne. No one knew for certain what he was, but they all feared him. He was a man of many mysteries, and his reputation preceded him. Even other kings and creatures feared him. But Edith found herself drawn to him. Drawn to his darkness. In him, she found a home away from home. In him, she found a soul lonely and in need of saving. …… Excerpt “How about a little game?” He said, his gaze still steady on Edith. Edith ached a brow, finding his suggestion rather amusing. But that changed when he opened his mouth and uttered the following words, “If you win, you may go. But if you lose, I keep you. But no longer as a servant who gets her wages but as a pet of mine.” “May I ask what game?” Edith asked with furrowed brows. She had no I tensions of participating in his games, but she was curious to know what type of game Davion would play. His lips curled beautifully and slowly as he leaned forward, with a finger under her chin, he whispered, “Hide and Seek,” he straightened his posture and continued, “Or as I prefer to call it, The Hnter and the Prey.”

Born into one of the wealthiest families in the country, Layla Rosenzweig's true identity is taken away at the time of her birth by the mistress of her father.  She is forced to live as the illegitimate daughter of the Rosenzweig Family. Everyone treats her no less than an outsider in her own house.  "This is mine. That is mine. In fact, everything is mine," Layla's half-sister told her.   Everything that belonged to Layla is given to her half-sister, including her boyfriend.  Then, she is forced to marry her ex-boyfriend's ruthless uncle, Lucius De Salvo, the most terrifying man in the country.   Lucius De Salvo is known for his ruthless ways to get his work done. His name is enough to terrify people. It is said that he is a man devoid of emotions. He will find pleasure in people's pain and misery. He loves to torment those who come under his radar.  But why is he so lovely to Layla? Or is it just a pretense? "Are you ready for the wedding night, Darling?" Lucius asked. “I've desired you for a long time.”  “What?” Layla was shocked. “Why would you?”  “Because you are Layla Rosenzweig. The woman I like.” With that, he captured her mouth for a passionate kiss. ~~~~~ **Cover Is Mine** The Story is a pure fiction. Names and places have nothing to do with anyone in real life. Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight__pcy